So what came first, the chicken or the egg?
And I don't even mean to pull your leg
Maybe I'm just thinking about it too much,
or everyone thinks of it too little
The big man always takes the time to belittle
anything and everything from the cat to the fiddle
Then the cat said "It's one big sky"
and "watch out kid, time can fly"
But why even try?
When the rich get richer while the poor die out
Not that I want to shout,
but shouldn't someone be doing something to help these people out?
And there's war between the south and the north and the east and the west
makes me wonder just how far I want to quest
into this maze that theres no answer key for
where everything could end up disasteral,
but hey, maybe even magical
and kid, let me tell you about those who use big words
just to tread over the simple
but for now, don't you lose your dimple
we can just sit and stare at the sky,
if we wanted to, till the day we die
for every wise man knows the sky alone
answers the ever familiar, why
and even if the worm can't fly like the bird,
or sing like the bird
he'll always have his own song
that he'll sing inside his head all day long
and if he's content with that,
then that's just fine
for I'd rather be a humble worm
than a proud bird crying from the pine
because the worm knows it's one big sky
and in this occult sky, time can fly
so forget about those people and all their different poses
don't let them make you afraid to enter the world of different noses
and most importantly kid,
take the time to truley smell those roses
for times like these,
are what living truely composes